Psalm Isadora Yoga

i will make of my love a fine thing
tested and proofed in the fire of heartbreak
i will endure the unendurable and abide in my heart
i have no hate for those who ridicule me
i see you in everything and everyone
it is too late, too late now
for distinction of you and me
my heart has broken and the nectar is dripping out

i will make of my love a fine mantle of gold
as fine as silk
so fine it would be invisible and spread out forever to cover everything
and people would cry for me to clothe myself
because they would not see
and they would shame me for my nakedness

you are my only friend
and i cry out for you
even pain is bliss when i can know your love
please fill this broken cup
and bring your mercy on me
i cannot earn your grace, i cannot deserve your love
no rules can protect me, no uprightness can protect me
only you can protect me
in the great vastness of your heart
in this endless ocean that drowns me deeper until i lose consciousness
of my self

oh heart, oh heart, you sit so close,
like a little bird
i hear your song
and am lost to my self
oh heart, open your heart to me
i can hold it
in my brokencup
selah

dear god, maker of heaven and earth, maker of myself
please carry me over this ocean
drown me in this ocean
destroy my self
so that all that is left is you
show me your mercy, make me your mercy on earth
make my heart your heart, oh god
all i ask is to be your servant
all i ask is to be filled with you always
you are my greatest love, my true desire

in the end there are no practices
there are no prayers to express this longing and loving
there is only the ceaseless beating and movement of my heart towards
what it loves
the ceaseless beating and movement of my heart carrying me over this ocean to you

i am grateful for this beautiful body which carries me over this
beautiful ocean of pleasure and pain
the great mystery of life
from the darkness of the womb
where movements invisible bring new life
how one becomes many and many become one
show me your way
in your secret places
in my secret places
hold me up above my fears and worries
you have already given me more than i need or could think to ask for

you are already carrying me over this ocean with all the love and loves i need
thank you for this great mystery
make me yours
amen

i pray that my heart is clear enough to sing a new song each day, that i am present enough, free of attachments enough- to have an open heart that can be tuned by god each day, each moment, so that i can be an expression of god. i have let my heart sing the same songs for too long.
-psalm Isadora

And then I feel the sun itself
as it blazes over the hills,
like a million flowers on fire-
clearly I'm not needed,

yet I feel myself turning
into something of inexplicable value.
-M. Oliver

all day i think of her--
her white teeth,
her wordlessness,
her perfect love.
-M. Oliver

I don't know exactly what a prayer is.
I do know how to pay attention, how to fall down
into the grass, how to kneel down in the grass,
how to be idle and blessed, how to stroll through the fields,
which is what I have been doing all day.
Tell me, what else should I have done?
Doesn't everything die at last, and too soon?
Tell me, what is it you plan to do
with your one wild and precious life?
-M. Oliver

Someone I loved once gave me
a box full of darkness.

It took me years to understand
that this, too, was a gift.
-M. Oliver

I thought I could not
go any closer to grief
without dying

I went closer,
and I did not die.
Surely God
had His hand in this
-M. Oliver

Every morning I want to kneel down on the golden
cloth of the sand and say some kind of musical thanks for
the world that is happening again---another day---
from the shawl of wind coming out of the
west to the firm green

flesh of the melon lately sliced open and
eaten, its chill and ample body

flavored with mercy. I want to be worthy of --what? Glory? Yes, unimaginable glory.
O Lord of melons, of mercy, though I am
not ready, nor worthy, I am climbing toward you.
-M. Oliver

"let the morning bring me word
of your unfailing love,
for i have put my trust in you.
show me the way i should go,
for to you i lift up my soul.
psalms 143:8

"if i rise on the wings of the dawn,
if i settle on the far side of the sea,
even there your hand will guide me,
your right hand will hold me fast."
psalms139:9-10

"if i lift up my eyes to the hills,
where does my help come from?
my help comes from you,
the maker of heaven and earth"
psalms 121:1-2

“I would have despaired unless I had believed that I would see the goodness of the god in the land of the living.”

We see the goodness of creation in our bodies, in our relationships here and now on this earth when we are present to it.